Native bluebells are out and springing up in the most unlikely places. Just singles, maybe a couple or a small batch of half a dozen. At Hawy, near Llandod there is a whole valley of them, and magnificent they are too. We’ve had some lovely experiences in Walesland, and these are some of the best.
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